Does everyone else hate game playing bullshit as much as I do? Why does dating feel like a really mean game of poker sometimes? Bluffing, game faces, betting, victory and despair?
So this new guy I'm seeing, I was ambivalent about him for a while there. Kind of quiet, not a lot of chemistry, eh. Then during the week we had amazing conversation followed by animal sex and I thought that really, genuinely, there had been a real connection made. I mean, the conversation we had changed the way I felt about him big-time -- he became so uber-cool to me. I hate myself for getting excited about it, because he is acting exactly the same since before it all happened. Evidently he did not view the evening as eventfully as I did. Either that or he is sporting a major gameface. Or maybe he thinks he needs to play it cool cuz we slept together. Who knows? I just hate it, why can't I just sit down and tell him how utterly fabulous I think he is without him freaking out and running away? Fucking dating. Words do not describe how much I hate it.
So this new guy I'm seeing, I was ambivalent about him for a while there. Kind of quiet, not a lot of chemistry, eh. Then during the week we had amazing conversation followed by animal sex and I thought that really, genuinely, there had been a real connection made. I mean, the conversation we had changed the way I felt about him big-time -- he became so uber-cool to me. I hate myself for getting excited about it, because he is acting exactly the same since before it all happened. Evidently he did not view the evening as eventfully as I did. Either that or he is sporting a major gameface. Or maybe he thinks he needs to play it cool cuz we slept together. Who knows? I just hate it, why can't I just sit down and tell him how utterly fabulous I think he is without him freaking out and running away? Fucking dating. Words do not describe how much I hate it.
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fvk:
im chilling at home solo every night. girls are not down.
sedona666:
I hear you! It's so unfortunate the games we play, whether intentional or not. Seems everytime I finally get the balls to tell someone how I truly feel about them I get stomped on. Gotta get back on that horse, I guess. Either way I would at least ask him where he stands the next time you talk so you are both on the same page at least. Then again, asking that kinda thing often scares the boys off... I oughta know. 